Blue and black lights flickered around the human entity. It surrounded the female and dragged her beneath, below the darkness of a chamber of darkness. The lights had retracted from a massive ball of energy converging in the centre of darkness, lights flashing and slashing, a different realm altogether. The female entity opened her eyes and stared at the energy of bright and pure light that sucked her into a void of brightness.
"Percy," she breathed, her hand calloused and bruised from chunks of rock swinging and peeling from walls to get sucked into a dark void. She looked around her and saw the limp body of a male hanging limply from the edge of a rocky cliff. He was drooling again. She wondered if she could reach him. If she left her boat of light, would she fall down or stay afloat like in no-gravity-zone in space? She didn't know. Then again, she didn't know anything. Date, time, asking her that would make her Mrs. Clueless. Her watch, backup phone and even her electronic jitter-bug which had won her the Grade 3 science project and was now a cherished memory had ceased to work.
She checked her back pack, searching if anything had fallen during their trip. Nope, nothing seemed to be missing, except… she searched her side pockets and felt the steady breathing and heart-beating of a living… owl. She withdrew her hands in shock and stared at the owl looking smartly up at her with those beady black eyes.
"Mother," Annabeth said in surprise.
The owl dropped an ancient, yellowish scroll in her lap and blasted into a combination of dust and feathers. Annabeth wrinkled her nose in disgust. She opened the scroll and stared at it for a moment. Her mouth and eyes opened wide in shock. There were the letters of Athena right in front of her eyes.
You've done me proud; you're the true daughter of Athena. You have 9 days before you reach the realm of Kronos, the only lowest point of Tartarus if it has one. Remember Hesiod and think of a plan. Do it now and make me proud,
Athena
Mom is in a dire situation, Annabeth thought. What if she was being ordered to stay put by Zeus. Athena was hyperactive in her own way. She always wanted to see the plans she made in action. Zeus was an idiot. He didn't know the right time to lockdown Olympus. Not now, seriously.
"Percy, get up!" She yelled.
"Huh!" Seaweed Brain got up groggily and looked at her.
"We're in the middle of a freaking cosmic storm!" She felt kind of bad yelling at the cute baby seal faced look Percy was giving her, but she had no choice.
Percy woke up and surveyed his surroundings casually and nearly lost his footing. Thank the gods the miniature disc thing caught him in time; or else- she shuddered to think what would've happened. Burning into embers in that scary light was least of her worries. Percy was one hell of a fire- proof boyfriend.
The discs floated closer and Annabeth felt the heat for the first time. She knew that if it were not for the sun discs, she would've been one of the garbage in Tartarus. Ashes form most likely, even though burnt corpse was another solution. She felt as if the thing which was inside that sphere of light did really want to meet them and that it was controlling its own power to let them in.
The spheres broke into the surface and the light inside glared and blinded her. She shut her eyes tight and rocked back and forth on her transport. They were nearing the centre of the planetoid of light now and Annabeth could've swore that that she felt the light givig her hope, peace and tranquility.
A robed figure stepped into view. He was nothing but a pure shadow of gold and silver. She could not find how anyone could cast a golden shadow, yet she felt it was a part of this being's personality.
"Welcome to my house Annabeth Chase and Percy Jackson, my sister told me you would come," the voice said. The air was cool and clear and she felt as if this air wasn't meant for her to breathe.
The voice chuckled, "Quite true, yes, if you follow the Gods' way, but this can all be yours!" The voice and the shadow blended. As the voice said YES, YES, YES, the shadow rocked back and forth in a movement of nodding and yelled "Long live Aether, body of pure upper air of the gods and the embodiment of pure light, primordial deity of light!"
"Wait a sec, Gaea told you we were here?" Annabeth scooted as far away from the crazy deity as possible, but the disc floated closer.
"Come here, part of me!" The old man said joyfully and Annabeth fell as she rolled away from the disc. The disc joined the man and if possible, Aether glowed even brighter. Percy suddenly came behind the deity and slashed him.
"Sacrilege," The god yelled and drew his sacred sword, and a blast of hot wind and light blasted her. Percy hung to his neck and caught him. The god yelled and unleashed a storm of heat that would've burnt any mortal. But Percy hung tight and was already scarred.
"Let us go," he said calmly, holding it together.
"Gaea commanded me not to," Aether rose to full height.
"ARE YOU A SERVANT OF GAEA?" Percy yelled, "OR MAYBE YOU'RE HER SLAVE?"
"SILENCE!" Aether yelled, "Why would she now want you. Have you now burnt her temples?"
CRACK!
"Damn you Nyx, just when I get Gaea's prize!" Aether bellowed. The whole planet of light converged into a ball of light and time and space shifted as Annabeth and Percy fell through the warp of mixed darkness and light forming below them.
"Hold on Annabeth," Percy fumed as he held her hand and they went for the joyride to never-ending darkness.